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Post by charliegee on Oct 18, 2012 16:58:59 GMT -5
Brian Wrixon Congratulations to the ever popular Poets with Voices Strong group member Charlie Giardino (Chaz Gee) on the publication of his first book of poetry. www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/3637606 The Next Breath www.blurb.com Charlie Giardino is a God-called poet. His poetry comes with a flow that is both natural, and living. Wherever it is you find yourself in life, you will find great comfort and wisdom in his words, and in |
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Post by glimmer on Oct 21, 2012 2:13:26 GMT -5
A bit of fun inspired by cg's dog tales.
I have to creep out before the sun
and silence the rooster
before he starts screaming insanities
even this message board
won't repeat his vulgarities
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Post by silver on Oct 21, 2012 3:32:24 GMT -5
A bit of fun inspired by cg's dog tales. I have to creep out before the sun and silence the rooster before he starts screaming insanities even this message board won't repeat his vulgarities  |
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Post by charliegee on Oct 21, 2012 13:46:58 GMT -5
nice...
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Post by charliegee on Oct 24, 2012 15:47:43 GMT -5
tonight
I saw you in your knickers
with your knockers in a bra
wearing boots, looking for a sweater
to cover the bra that covers
your knockers that I want to see
I watched as you looked
and longed to look a bit myself
but the children are awake
and you must get to work
but I will take all the stares
you receive today
and breathe life into them
tonight...
charlie giardino 11/19/77
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Post by silver on Oct 24, 2012 16:09:24 GMT -5
tonight I saw you in your knickers with your knockers in a bra wearing boots, looking for a sweater to cover the bra that covers your knockers that I want to see I watched as you looked and longed to look a bit myself but the children are awake and you must get to work but I will take all the stares you receive today and breathe life into them tonight... charlie giardino 11/19/77 Wooohoooo, charlie! Steams' a comin' out my ears, even. Now, if you haven't yet, please check out my latest in Even Worse Poetry. *shrug* I really liked it. |
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Post by charliegee on Oct 24, 2012 21:26:23 GMT -5
thanks Silver... will check it out now...
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Post by charliegee on Oct 24, 2012 21:27:53 GMT -5
well alright
Saturday morning, late May
double parked on 136th street
in Queens, Lightnin' Hopkins
on the radio...
rain falling softly
cars going where cars go
on Saturday mornings
parents with children in tow
walking down this almost quiet street
and I notice, don't know why
that everything is alright
charlie giardino 5/26/01
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Post by charliegee on Oct 25, 2012 11:17:37 GMT -5
shadow world
I have told you of my darkness
let me tell you of my light
allow me to rephrase that
it's not exactly right
the darkness was all mine
a lesser way of seeing
until his light descended
and changed my way of being
the misery I perceived
the pain to which I clung
was just another hanger
on which my soul was hung
and in the dark night streaming
his love bequeath to me
everything is his
everything is free
grace extends to all
his gift to all who live
as we have been forgiven
so we must forgive
the darkness, for a season
brings shadow in its wake
the light peeks out behind it
go look, for heaven's sake
charlie giardino 10/25/12
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Post by charliegee on Oct 26, 2012 9:55:37 GMT -5
fall to me
fall to me angel
the evening air
caresses us
the wine of your lips
summon...
parted, soft, waiting
willing my approach
wanting my love
as I want yours
spread your wings
we will fly away
on the winds of chance
fall to me angel
as I will fall to you
charlie giardino 10/26/12
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Post by charliegee on Oct 26, 2012 21:07:26 GMT -5
amor, my love
I've always been a lover
that hasn't always played out
too well in real life...
but I've changed and think
I can give it another go
I mean this love has to be released
if it doesn't, it'll build up
and implode and Ill die
of a happy broken heart
win, win... no?
charlie giardino 10/26/12
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Post by laughter on Oct 27, 2012 0:57:23 GMT -5
October Friday's sun splashes warmth onto waiting ground falling leaves spiral in morning light... squirrels frolic chasing one another through Autumn grass just another day... for love's designs charlie giardino 10/26/12 Loves designs reveal themselves In turns that always surprise Across the sky Across your tongue By the light within your eye Even a sting That snaps you awake That seizes you here and now Even in pain Even in loss To love we all must bow In those eyes That aren’t your own In those eyes That are not known The silent embrace of the stranger Find loves light in repose A sunny Friday brings to the fore The joy of life indeed Falls anticipation Colorful expectation … but relaxed without a heed Take this love and know its yours There is no price to pay It can’t be stored or locked away To be repaid someday It has no price, there is no cost It’s ever all around Just hush the mind and open up Love is every sound |
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Post by charliegee on Oct 27, 2012 10:21:21 GMT -5
well yeah...
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Post by charliegee on Oct 27, 2012 11:51:21 GMT -5
this is not a poem
this is not a poem
it's a drizzle of emotions
a torrent of love...
an explosion of thought
a satchel of dreams
a bundle of blessings
a merciful mix of merriment
a lasso of laughter
a thunder of tears
a sea of smiles
a sky full of peace
a waterfall of whimsey
a harem of hugs
a karton of kisses
a string of syllables
a run of reverence
a handle on holiness
a smattering of saints
an anthology of angels
this is not a poem.......
charlie giardino 10/27/12
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Post by laughter on Oct 28, 2012 11:41:29 GMT -5
this is not a poem this is not a poem it's a drizzle of emotions a torrent of love... an explosion of thought a satchel of dreams a bundle of blessings a merciful mix of merriment a lasso of laughter a thunder of tears a sea of smiles a sky full of peace a waterfall of whimsey a harem of hugs a karton of kisses a string of syllables a run of reverence a handle on holiness a smattering of saints an anthology of angels this is not a poem....... charlie giardino 10/27/12 THIS is not a Universe ... Though the non-poem is of multi-verse The contagion of the poets glee Has welled up inside of not-me To walk, to hear, to feel to see Too low the bar to only know A turn a twist of ways to say There is no price to love today Yes Charlie Giardino ... in direct, 180 degree contrast to the politician, the poet has unlimited license to state the obvious ... to state what is ...  |
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